Tequila Sunrise Page #5

waiting for him every night.

Why?

He figured you knew more about Mac,

and used Nino to find out.

How's the judge involved?

He's the Federal judge Frescia

went to for the deportation order.

I told the judge he was about

to deport his fettucini verde...

...his ossobuco

and his rigatoni quattro formaggi.

CARLOS:
Informants assure us

Carlos will contact McKussic...

...before he does business

elsewhere.

HAL:
Would he risk

going to McKussic's house?

CARLOS:
He hardly expects me to be

there to identify him, Mr. Maguire.

After all, beaches are a crowded,

friendly place, aren't they?

People don't wear much

in the way of clothing.

Guns and surveillance equipment are

that much more difficult to hide.

Mr. McKussic

thinks about such things.

Which brings me to the point.

A group of Mexicans patrolling

the strand will look conspicuous.

I suggest your people

patrol the beach...

...and keep a wide perimeter with

some frozen surveillance for us.

Where'll you be?

There's a lot on the highlands

above his home.

But I'm told Mr. McKussic

has a boat stored there.

That could prove awkward.

That can be handled.

How?

With a phone call.

Don't you have to

get back to your party?

In a minute.

Excuse me.

Is there something wrong?

What do you want to know

about McKussic?

I asked about you,

why you saw him.

- He owed me an explanation.

NICK:
Did you get it?

Yeah.

Would you like to hear it?

I'm not sure.

It seems he has been engaged

in his business...

...for purely romantic reasons.

While you have been engaged in

romance for purely business reasons.

I'm not sure I understand that.

A little vague for you?

A little.

Let me spell it out. You want to

f*** your friend? F*** him, not me!

How you doing?

I have to go to work, okay?

COD Y:

Is everything okay?

Yeah, I'll be irrigating

half the county by the end.

Who's sitting me?

Ann Marie downstairs.

She's very good.

You ever date her?

I don't date the sitters.

COD Y:
Couldn't Jo Ann baby-sit me?

- Who?

Jo Ann Vallenari.

How do you know her name?

She promised to make me

angel hair spaghetti.

I wouldn't count on that now.

She's a very busy girl.

Doesn't she like you, Dad?

We never really got around to that.

Why doesn't she like you, Dad?

I didn't say she didn't like me.

I don't know what she likes

or if she likes a damn thing.

Some people don't like anything.

They just have nice

manners and live.

Take your shoes off the bed.

GREG:

What are you doing?

I got a ticket.

Noise abatement ordinance.

Not allowed to do

any work on machinery.

Haven't worked on it lately.

Anyway, I better move it

or they will.

I ran into Rudi Samudio's customers.

They're desperate for product.

Not as desperate as Rudi.

He's doing 100 years.

They'll go up to

half a million in advance.

I couldn't help you if I wanted to,

and I don't want to.

GREG:

You got to know where something is...

...even if it's bad sh*t.

I mean, half a million bucks!

We agreed you weren't going to hit

me with this kind of stuff anymore.

Why do you keep talking?

I had a feeling

you'd change your mind.

MAC:

Enough of this sh*t!

MAC:
I got to stick this thing

in the water. See if it floats.

- What can I do for you?

- I'm okay.

You don't have to be here yet.

No, I'm fine.

Thanks.

Go home and rest

and come back tonight.

No, I'm fine.

JO:

It's okay.

I didn't know you...

...or your relationship with Mac.

I only knew he was hiding something.

It turned out to be his feelings.

But you're so smooth...

...I figured you were

hiding something too.

JO:

How could you tell?

You lie to me about Mac.

You lie to Mac about me.

You lie to the judge

about everybody.

Eventually, you have to lose sight

of the facts, don't you?

NICK:

No.

You don't lose sight of the facts,

not unless you're nuts.

You lose sight of your feelings.

Mac knows his feelings.

He's crazy for you

and doesn't want to get caught.

For a crook, it's crystal clear.

But for a cop, it's confusing.

Mac's my friend.

I like him.

Maguire's my associate

and I hate him.

I probably have to bust my friend

to do my job and I hate that.

But I hate drug dealers and

somebody's got to get rid of Carlos.

How do I do that?

With my powers of deduction,

I walk into your restaurant...

...Iook at you and realize...

...regardless of the food,

Mac's not here to eat. He's in love.

And I wonder if you're not as good

about concealing your feelings...

...as you are at

taking care of your customers.

You're not in the drug business,

but you may have helpful knowledge.

So I checked you out.

You've had, near as I can tell,

With a lifeguard who was more

a high school buddy...

...a painter who did frescoes

for your restaurant...

...and a married man with whom

you broke off almost immediately.

So you're not exactly

wild and crazy in this area.

I figured if you got involved with

me, you're not involved with Mac.

But his interest in you makes you

likely to find out what's going on.

What I didn't figure

is that you're not like me.

You're honest and kind

and principled.

And I trust you.

Suddenly, I'm...

...ashamed.

You're the most beautiful thing

I've ever seen and I'm nuts about you.

I've only got one question.

I don't want to know

what you know about Mac.

Man, I just want to see you tonight.

Will you?

See me?

So what else do you know about me?

(PHONE RINGS)

God, didn't somebody

turn the machine on?

No, somebody didn't,

because I'm supposed to do it.

JO:
No, I do know who it is.

How did you get my number?

I'm surprised

you'd be left alone unsupervised.

I don't believe you.

I'll see what I can do.

I'll be over as soon as I can.

Okay.

- So, do you think there's a chance?

- Of what?

Of seeing you tonight.

Let's play it by ear.

Call me later.

(DJ OVER RADIO) We're continuing

with rock and roll on KMPC-FM.

Beautiful Southern California day.

That song was made

for girl-watching.

The fantasies come

just by hearing the lyrics.

(DJ OVER RADIO IN SPANISH)

(CARLOS OVER RADIO) Female Caucasian,

late twenties, fair hair, medium height.

CARLOS:
No makeup.

No visible jewelry.

(HAL OVER RADIO)

What's she doing?

(IN SPANISH)

CARLOS:
She's taking some clothes

out of the car.

Obviously, she's going back

to the house.

(CARLOS OVER RADIO)

Earlier she was cooking spaghetti.

Fancy dish cooking spaghetti.

(CARLOS OVER RADIO)

How about that call, Hal?

HAL:
Our guy is set to drop off

the half million at McKussic's.

Carlos will pick it up there

tonight.

CARLOS:

What about McKussic?

HAL:

Could you hold on a second?

HAL:
Where you going?

NICK:
Carlos is due at McKussic's.

Not till 12:
30.

Jo Ann Vallenari

is not an informant.

I don't want her mistaken for one.

Forget it. She let herself in,

she can let herself out.

I just left $500,000 at a church,

and not for religious purposes.

I'm telling you...

...if you call her or go anywhere

near Mac's, I'll have you shot.

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